Although the Phoenix Blood Flower was only a King Medicine, to someone with the fire attribute, it was like a sacred medicine. This was why Feng Wentian lost his composure.
Feng Wentian had seen the Phoenix Blood Flower before, but the one in Qin Yichen's hand was different.
In the outside world, the Phoenix Blood Flower's bud had always been in a budding state. It was said that in order for it to spread its wings and fly, it would take at least ten thousand years!
But the one in Qin Yichen's hand was undoubtedly more than ten thousand years old!
"You little bastard!"
Seeing that Qin Yichen had actually put away the Phoenix Blood Flower, Feng Wentian's eyes widened in anger, glaring at him.
How dare he mock the leader of the Feng Tribe?!
However, although he was anxious, he couldn't find a reason to make Qin Yichen take it out.
A ten thousand year old Phoenix Blood Flower was priceless!
"Actually, I have many like this …"
Then, Qin Yichen opened his palm, and a few identical Phoenix Blood Flowers appeared in his hand.
"Hiss! … "
Seeing this, even Feng Wentian couldn't help but gasp.
He couldn't imagine how Qin Yichen had obtained so many ten thousand year old Phoenix Blood Flowers!
"Hehe!"
Seeing that Feng Wentian was moved, Qin Yichen laughed happily.
You old fart, how dare you forbid me from seeing my Qianxue? See if I don't kill you!
"Hmph!"
As if he understood Qin Yichen's intentions, Feng Wentian coldly snorted. With a flick of his sleeve, he turned around. However, his face violently twitched.
Those with the fire attribute had no resistance against the Phoenix Blood Flower!!!
As he thought about it, tears welled up in his eyes.
Was he, Feng Wentian, destined to be a man who sold his daughter for glory?!!
"Sigh, looks like no one wants it …"
Seeing him turn around, Qin Yichen deliberately sighed and said, "Originally, I could have refined the Phoenix Blood Pill, but the effect is nirvana? The effect of the Transforming Life Pill … is ten times stronger! Unfortunately, no one wants it … "
"Enough!"
Feng Wentian turned around with a malevolent expression. Looking at Qin Yichen's smiling face, he wished he could ruthlessly stomp on it a few times. Then, he fiercely said, "Brat, let me tell you, if you want to see Qianxue, don't even talk about a door, there's not even a window!"
"Oh, I see."
Qin Yichen blinked, stood up, and walked out of the door. As he walked, a red fruit appeared in his hand, and he played with it. "Looks like no one wants this."
"Extreme Flame Skyfire Fruit!"
Feng Wentian could no longer hold himself back. With a flash, he appeared beside Qin Yichen and grabbed the scarlet fruit.
"Senior Feng, what do you mean by this?"
Qin Yichen looked at him innocently and asked with a wink.
"Where is the Phoenix Blood Flower? Take it out!"
The corners of Feng Wentian's mouth twitched as he berated.
"Does this mean that Senior Feng has agreed?"
Qin Yichen's eyes lit up, and he happily took out the Phoenix Blood Flower and offered it to Feng Wentian with both hands.
"Swoosh!"
Feng Wentian flicked his sleeves and snatched all the things in his hands. Then, he turned around and walked to the study table. "What did I agree to? I didn't agree to anything, hmph! "
"Yes, yes, yes, then I'll take my leave first."
Qin Yichen admitted defeat verbally and retreated out of the door. Then, he walked towards Feng Qianxue's residence.
"This brat!"
After the door closed, Feng Wentian laughed and scolded. Then, he took out the Phoenix Blood Flower and the Extreme Flame Skyfire Fruit, admiring them happily. His careful look was as if he was afraid of spoiling them.
"Clan Leader … Clan Leader …"
After a few consecutive calls, Feng Wentian regained his senses. Then, he saw a Feng Clan Elder standing in front of the study table with a pair of red eyes and a look of greed. Instantly, he protected those things and asked coldly, "What is it?"
"Erm …"
This Elder seemed to have realized that he had lost his composure. He coughed twice and said, "That brat went to Qianxue's place again, should we stop him?"
"Qianxue is not young anymore, don't interfere with this kind of thing!"
Feng Wen Tian glared at Cheng and scolded him.
"…?!!!"
The elder of the Feng Clan looked at him, dumbfounded.
Who the f * ck wanted to interfere? You were the one who wanted me to guard outside the courtyard and not let that brat come near, alright?!
What the f * ck was this?!
"Why are you still standing here, do you have nothing better to do?"
Before he regained his senses, Feng Wentian's stern scolding came again and almost chased him out of the study room.
Until he came out of the study room, this Feng Clan Elder was still confused and did not understand what had happened.
How did this turn into him being a busybody?
…
Qin Yichen finally saw Feng Qianxue again.
This time, without the third wheel, Feng Wentian.
His heart was filled with excitement.
Pushing open the door, he saw Feng Qianxue sitting by the window, holding her chin and looking out of the window quietly.
Today, she changed into a white dress and sat there, her eyes blurred. No one knew what she was thinking about, and her expression was a little lonely. A gentle breeze blew in from the window, and her long hair fluttered. It was as if a goddess had descended, graceful and elegant.
Finally, her sandalwood mouth moved slightly, and her crimson red lips trembled slightly, forming a beautiful arc. That peerless appearance was like the calm spring water of a river, gently swaying in the breeze, and also like the layers of blooming epiphyllum, suddenly appearing … with a trace of shyness and also a little unnaturalness, but it was as moving as the instant when ice and snow melted.
A smile of eternal spring,
A cry of eternal sorrow.
This scene belongs to you,
This appearance belongs to none other than you.
Qin Yichen stood there quietly, focused, and somewhat obsessed with the picturesque scene in front of him, afraid to disturb her.
He did not know why, but he really wanted this moment to stop.
Just looking at her, his heart felt very satisfied.
"Ah, why are you here?"
After some time, Feng Qianxue turned her head slightly and saw Qin Yichen standing at the door. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she stood up.
"Ah?"
Qin Yichen came back to his senses, then scratched his head and smiled. "Just came, just came in."
"You …"
Feng Qianxue wanted to say something, but she looked left and right, and then asked curiously, "Where's my father?"
After all, ever since the last time, whenever Qin Yichen appeared, Feng Wentian would definitely be by his side.
"Your father, he's busy, hehe."
Qin Yichen smiled and walked towards her.
He was getting closer.
Both of their hearts were beating faster.
Feng Qianxue even lowered her head, not daring to look at his affectionate eyes, as if she was afraid that she would sink into them.
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